Chapter Twenty Nine: The Marriage


Starwisher: Ello! Today, there will be a special ceremony in which all of you must dress fancily especially Moon and Qibli! Also, it would be marvelous if you speak fancily too!

Kinkajou: May I ask what is this ceremony?

Starwisher: Drumroll please! 

Jade Winglet: *awkward drumroll* 

Starwisher: MOON'S AND QIBLI'S MARRIAGE! 

Qibli: Yesssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Winter: Noooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!

Moon: But I'm too young!

Starwisher: How old are you?

Moon:  Four.

Starwisher: Ah. I see. Then we shall go to the future in which Moon is old enough to get married!

In the Future:

Starwisher: You may now ask any questions related to this! 

Winter: Who gave this dare?

Starwisher: H-how did you know it was a d-dare?

Winter: CUZ ISN'T THIS WHAT THIS ENTIRE BOOK IS ABOUT?!?

Starwisher: Very true. The dare was for Moon and Qibli to be married. It was given by @onikygodbaby1234 ! Next question!

Kinkajou: What do we wear?

Starwisher: I chose it for you but don't worry, it will look amazing on you!

Kinkajou: Hooray!

Starwisher: Now get changed because we have a long day!

Winter: *sarcastically* Great.

During the wedding:

Kinkajou: TIE THE KNOT! TIE THE KNOT! TIE THE KNOT!

Starwisher: *talks about random love stuff because the author never payed much attention to other peoples' weddings. She gets distracted by the other stuff, for instance, food*

Starwisher: You may now kiss the bride!

Qibli: *kisses Moon*

Kinkajou: *turning pink* Awwwwwwwwwww! That's so cute and romantic!

Peril: Guys?

Winter: Moonbli sucks!

Kinkajou: I can't wait for them to have dragonets! 

Winter: It SUCKS!

Peril: Guys?!?

Turtle: This is exactly like what happens at all weddings. Well, at least the romantic stuff my mom wrote.

Winter: I SWEAR, WORST DAY OF MY LIFE!

Peril: GUYS! I ACCIDENTLY SET THE CURATAIN ON FIRE!

Starwisher: *grabs fire extinguisher and starts spraying everyone*

Winter: WHAT THE-

Turtle: -LANGUAGE!

Peril: Oops.

Starwisher: What now?

Peril: ...I set the grass on fire too.

Starwisher: I NEED ANOTHER BOTTLE!

Ceremony: *starts to turn into a catastrophe*


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